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A smaller than average dome is assigned for use by the Javatex shoe company. Apparently, this is just the corporate office. The warehouse with the shoes must be elsewhere in the complex.
Xanya finally finds the shoe company. She takes a few pictures of it with her Camera and then tries to find a way inside. when inside she would go to the nearest reception desk.
Kethren comes walking along just behind Xan, taking in the sights with a practiced eye. The calico kittenferret on his shoulder is scurrying from one shoulder to the other, back and forth, seeing everything with great excitement, while the penguin next to him is rather more quietly cheerful.
The reception desk is occupied by a Castori on what appears to be a sort of high chair elevating him to a suitable height for the desk, which was built for a human's average height. "Yes?" the bear-like creature burbles at the newcomers.
Xanya smiles to the bear-like creature. "hello there, My name is Xanya Harden, I'm a member of The counsil of the Danu Chroi Goverment on Impiruil Bail. We are here because we found a shoe and we wish to locate the owner of it. Could you get us into contact with someone who will be able to locate the owner? We got the shoe with us." She asks kindly. and from a leather bag she takes out a sealed plastic bag containing 1 boot that appears to be made from leather of some kind. Brown. A brand name on the inner lining reads: Javatex.
Kethren nods "I'm Kethren, also of the council. It really is rather important we find out all we can."
The Castori leans forward, narrowing his eyes to peer at the boot. "Airshaper. Pretty recent model, actually. The sole's a quarter inch thicker in the E4." He shifts back in his chair. "But that won't get you any closer to the owner. Not really. Of course, I could use the tracking number on the heel to find out where it was purchased. Assuming it hasn't been too worn down."
Xanya nods. "The tracking number on the heel? if you could try that it would be most usefull. Anything you can tell us on where it was sold and perhaps even by who would be helpfull information." She says hopefull for some usefull information and not a dead end.
Kethren looks thoughtful "Any other pertinent characteristics of this particular footwear would also be appreciated."
"Well, it's not designed to have large buildings dropped on it," the receptionist grumbles as he removes the boot from the plastic bag to get a closer look at the damaged footwear. Specifically, he checks the heel. "What happened on this planet of yours, anyway?" Before anyone can answer, he grunts. "Well, it would appear that eight of the eleven alphanumeric code sequence imprints are uncorrupted. That's good news. Shouldn't be many false positives in the files." The Castori calls up a holographic data array HUD and starts tapping in a sequence.
Xanya smiles at the good news surounding the numbers. "ahm well it wasn't actualy a building. More like an important barial probe that suddenly appeared. This probe disapeared again a few days later and where now trying to find out where it went. This shoe is the only clue we have so far." She says and waits hopefull for some good news.
Kethren nods a little sadly "Quiteso. And the owners of said probe are getting cranky."
"Burial probe?" The Castori shakes his snout. "Never mind. I do *not* want to know where that probe goes." He watches the holographic feedback after completing input of the sequence. Once it finishes, he reports: "This pair of boots appears to have been sold to Dreyer Sporting Goods, so at least you won't have to go too far to find them. They have a shop in the Arcadia Mall in San Angeles." The receptionist waves a furred paw, clearing the display from the air. "It would have entered their inventory about four months ago."
Xanya nods kindly and writes the notes down on her pda. "Thank you verry much. You have been most helpfull." She says to the bear like creature behind the reception desk and she takes the shoe back and puts it in the plastic bag again and seals it shut. then she puts it all back in The Leather bag. After which she turns to Kethren who is standing near her. "I guess where now off to try and find the Arcadia mall and the Dreyer Sporting goods. Ready to go kethren? or do you have any more questions?"
Kethren shakes his head "No, no further questions from me... it's... just strange being here is all. Let's find that mall."
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Xanya walks out from the javatex company and onto the Arcadia mall. once there she walks on towards the Dreyer Sporting goods. When she gets there she makes a photo of mall and the Dreyer Sporting goods shop. After that she heads inside and starts looking for someone willing to help her.
Busy night in the sporting goods store, with - among others - a couple of Timonae lofting through the air as they try out the Z-Grav hoops booth, three human girls whirring glowing blue discs at each other while a Zangali salesman observes, and a few muscular human men checking out a hovermid, a series of elevated hovering discs that provide a climbing challenge. The highest of the hovering discs is up near the rafters, about sixty feet above the floor. A holographic sign glows in the air near one of the discs: MANAGEMENT ASSUMES NO RESPONSIBILITY FOR INJURIES. A burbling G'ahnli is parked in a water-filled hovertank behind the register station, awaiting customers.
Kethren continues to follow Xan along, and raises an eyebrow at the present scenery. "If we manage to find some answers, we should do some shopping before we head back... looks like there're some interesting things here."
Conner comes jogging into the sporting goods shop, her robotic dragon perched on her shoulder with its tail wrapped around her waist. She skids to a stop, looking around the room, "Do you see them?" She purses her lips slightly, then suddenly points over at Kethren and Xanya, oO"There!"Oo The second voice has a different accent from the first, difficult to place. The woman nods and heads over in the direction of Kethren and Xanya, "Hey! Sorry I'm late, I think the shuttle pilot decided to take a detour past Alpha Centauri or something. Took forEVER. So. What's up?" The dragon on her shoulder 'flutters' its wings and then leans forward, blinking its eyes at Kethren and Xanya.
Xanya nods to kethren. "sure looks like it. there are some verry interesting items here. but business before pleasure." She says and heads over to the G'ahnli in the Water Filled Hover tank behind the register Station. "Hello sir." She says kindly. "My name is Xanya Harden of the Danu Chroi Goverment. We are here to try and find the owner of a boot we found." She says and takes out the boot from her leather bag. "We heared from the javatex company that this shoe was sold to you about 4 months ago? would you, or anyone else here be able to tell us who it belongs too? We would be verry greatfull if you could help us."
The G'ahnli peers at the boot, releases a burst of bubbles through his gills and mouth, and then says through a vocalizer: "No refunds for damaged merchandise. No exceptions!" It then seems to register with the clerk that Xanya isn't asking for a refund. Instead, she wants *information*. Which, apparently, is even *worse*. "Wait. Who are you again?"
Kethren nods sagely "I'm Kethren, also of the Danu Chroi council. Any assistance in this investigation would be greatly appreciated."
Conner looks from Kethren, to Xanya, then to the aquatic thing behind the counter. She only caught the tail end of the conversation, "What's this about a boot? I found a great place on Comorro that sells some. I think I'm going to get my next pair there." oO"As long as you don't try to get jet boots again. I keep telling you that they just are not feasible. The stability just doesn't work."Oo She hrmphs, "It would be so cool to have jet boots and you can't deny it."
Xanya has ntoiced Conner but for now doesn't give her an atention. Instead she focues on the g'ahnli. "As I said My name Is Xanya Harden. I'm a member of the counsil of the Danu chroi Company. We are here to find out who use to own this boot. This is the only clue we have that will help us find a missing barial probe. Would you please help us?" She Asks kindly to the G'ahnli.
"Danu Chroi *Company*?" The G'ahnli burbles in frustration. "We do not aid and abet the competition. Nor do we honor competitor's coupons. We do offer a Sporty Cash Rewards Program to our members, however." Kethren nods briefly to Conner before returning his attention to the G'ahnli "Would aiding an empire suit you better? Also, I'd be interested in hearing about your sporty cash rewards program, and the benefits of membership." Kail just looks up at the G'ahnli and lets out a mildly curious Wark?
Conner returns Kethren's nod and crosses her arms over her chest, just listening with a bit of a sigh. Doesn't seem at the moment that there's really much she can do to help so she starts mentally checking her messages on the net.
Xanya shakes her head. "we are not compatition. Danu Chroi is the goverment of the planet Impiruil Bail. We are investigating the mysterious appearance and diasappearance of an important Barial probe. The only clue we have is this boot and we are trying to find the owner. Is that something you can help us with? or should we ask someone else that can better aid us. Like perhaps your boss?" She asks curiously and kindly.
"Dreyer Sporting Goods recognizes Stellar Consortium authority, grm-grm," the clerk replies, in a tone that might threaten to frost the light waves lapping at the glass of his tank. "We do not open our corporate sales records to anyone from our own local authority without a warrant. As for outland governments, you'll have to take that up with the diplomats. If you can get cooperation from them, you are welcome to try again."